I was woken by a mosquito. Got up and realized it was a Sunday while I was getting dressed. Went back to bed in the Zinnie bed after a few minutes. He was up around 6:30 and I got up by 7. They were on the couch. He wanted to type and started on his iPad, but he was doing his fast typing and it was lagging, so he switched to using my iPad. Then watched It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown. I made us all French Toast. We ate breakfast, then we read all of The Enormous Crocodile and then some of 78-Story Treehouse. He then nursed and played with Carly and the friends on the couch. He agreed to set the timer for one hour before he could nurse gain.
He then had a ton of fun taking photos with the iPad. It was set up on the couch, so he would get items and position them behind the camera and take photos. He also took photos of his pajamas and hands and I showed him how to also use the front-facing camera. He took a photo of himself and said “Mama, look at this! It looks like I’m flying!” He made a big stack off all the other items that he took photos of: books, blanket, sandals, etc.
Carly had found a weird worm thing in the bathroom this morning and she put it in the bug viewer. We watched that, and he also took a photo of it.
They got ready to go for a walk. As they went out the door he told her “I’m a chicken. I’m gonna follow you into space.” Even funnier for her since she didn’t know it was a reference to a Peg + Cat episode. They left 9:30. Walked down and played in sand by strawberries. Before they left he’d been asking to take more photos on their walk and he took a photo of a tree. They were back at 10:15.
When they got home he immediately headed upstairs – he’d talked about lying in bed when they got back. They played up in the bed. He reluctantly told me I could go up too but be on the other bed. Came back downstairs and played on his iPad with Google Maps, the calculator, and then his Space app. He made a mess of items on the moon and I asked who would clean it up: “Anyone doesn’t. The moon is supposed to have messes.”
We read the Alphabet book after which he was acting like a zorilla after we looked up photos of it. He kept pointing at Carly, who was cooking a rice dish, potatoes, and carrots in the kitchen: “What’s that? It’s something scary. Really scary.” We then twice read the little Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day book that we’d bought long ago at a used store in Seoul.
He then went and helped Carly with the cooking. He helped with scooping up rice and peeling carrots. He was then hungry but only ate a couple bites of quiche. He spotted the corn in the fridge though so I added some cheese to it and he ate two servings of it. I also heated up some pizza and he ate a little of that.
He got upset when he wanted to nurse. After we made him wait a bit he got to nurse, then played Mammals on his iPad. We then did Duplos and we made a roof for our house, then put together the tractor and trailer. He filled the house with stuff through the windows and door, then did a countdown and we destroyed the house. He also destroyed the zoo. So we did a robot cleanup (he was EightyBot) and put all the Duplos away.
He went to the kitchen and came back and told me “The rosemary wasn’t as strong as I thought.” I took the paper I’d folded up as my pattern for doing making the clock, cut the edge straight, and traced the edge and gave it to August as a dodecagon. Carly’s rice dish was done and he ate a ton of it after asking for seconds. He asked “What broccoli helps your body do?” He was then a sick baby squirrel that needed broccoli to help him get better. Carly wanted to vacuum, so he listened to Beethoven’s Ninth while Carly vacuumed using headphones. He yells really loud when he has them on and they are slipping off. After that he took more photos on the iPad.
We got ready to head into town to get something to drink and do some errands. Outside, he went in his Zinnie house and wondered why there wasn’t stuff in it to play with. As we got walking at 2:45 I asked what he wanted in there and be said “machines”. Also, we spotted flowers growing on both Carly’s tomato plant and the tomato plant we have have in a pot.
We walked up into town and went to the coffee shop. Carly and I got blended coffees and August got the orange and carrot juice. We got it to go and walked over to the park by the library. He started by yelling “Go away!” But calmed down when we said we’d leave. I reminded him of the blueberry mess that he’d played with last time and he went and found it still dried on the ground. This time he wanted to scratch it with his fingers. He came back to the bench where Carly was writing a postcard for Claremay and Steve. He wanted to write things on it: “Can I write How are you?” “Can I write I love you?” “Can I write How are you doing?” He did write some of that, and Carly talked about how they could write more letters at home.
We left at 3:20 and first went to the bathroom. I took him in, then Carly went and he wanted to go in the toy store. We went in and he played with the kaleidoscope. He and the woman that works there were looking through kaleidoscopes at each other. She said she had seen us by Habrosh. Turns out her friend, who works across the street at the sushi place, lives in the house across from us.
We then went to the post office. At first Carly was just going in, but he wanted to go in too and he wanted to help mama. When there was nothing for him to do he was upset. We went across the street to the hardware store. While I got sealant (for the bottom of the toilet) and a lightbulb and asked about the shower handle (should be in tomorrow) he kept being grumpy with Carly on the sidewalk. When I came out he ran the other way and into the produce store, where he yelled “Go away!” a few times.
I got him out, then we headed to the grocery store. Carly carried him and I commented on how he doesn’t often just get held any more. He asked if he could still get that (hugged and carried). Very cute. I did the grocery shopping – just apples and feta, and I got us a couple small bags of Doritos to try out. They tended to be sweet in Korea, so we’ll see if they’re any different here. I saw him sort of run into the produce section and do one “Go! Go away!” Carly got him back to looking at the displays by the door (he likes the prices on them).
We walked home, getting here at 4:30. They nursed, then he and I walked across the street and released the insect, since we didn’t know if it would eat our plants. We talked about good and bad insects for gardens and then he was acting out us being aphids and ladybirds.
Back at the house he asked “Can I take a photo of a photo?” Carly gave him carrots and potatoes and rice and he ate all of that. He then wrote a letter to Vivian . He first wrote “How are you doing?” But he decided to make them all funny letters so it’s not really readable, but it looks nice. He wrote a similar letter to my parents. I writing one letter he drew a lone and said “A line across like the equator.”
We then did Hebrew, mainly writing cursive on paper. But he was then looking at the pronunciation practice part and was reading several English words (the translations) entirely out of context. He read ‘bell’ and ‘here’ and a few others. He took some photos with his iPad, and I showed him a photo of Carly carrying him earlier. So then when he was cuddling with Carly on the floor by the couch he asked me to take a photo of them hugging.
We then read James and the Giant Peach, starting from the beginning, and read about 8 chapters. Carly took him up and gave him a shower. He had asked to skype with gramma and grampa a couple times, so it was now late enough. We skyped with them. He spent most of the time typing emojis and arabic. But they got to see some of his Skype dancing at the beginning, and he answered several questions. He said he was ready to hang up. He was
ready to sleep. They had gotten a bunch of snow overnight. When we were done he went and told Carly we had Skyped for 40:38.
We got him ready for bed and I left them before 7:40. He was asleep soon after that.
Coffee shop. Wonder how many people actually end up reading the Spanish book here:
Being carried:
Wanting his photo taken with mama:
